Kill one man and you're a murderer, kill a million and you're a conqueror.
Science had better not free the minds of men too much, before it has tamed their instincts.
In our ideals we unwittingly reveal our vices.
Beauty in art is often nothing but ugliness subdued.
It is horrible to see everything that one detested in the past coming back wearing the colors of the future.
To say of men that they are bad is to say they are worse than we think we are, or worse than the ideal man whose image we have built up on the basis of a certain few.